The last thing that Sister Whitney imagined doing on her mission was conducting music. Her new talent is that of chorister. She would deny it. Just the fact that she did it is a minor miracle, given her tradition of saying she does not know how. Well, she has rhythm, so what else is needed? A willing heart and her mistake in thinking she had been asked to do it. So, we are waiting for the baptismal service, and I am wondering why Sister Whitney is up front studying the song book. Next thing I know, she is leading about 35 or so of us in singing at least 4 different hymns. She looked good if I do say so, although there were times when she was hesitant to move her arms. Then again, I have observed the best conductors in the world work an orchestra or chorus by simply raising an eyebrow.
It was bleak and dark outside, but gloriously
white inside. As you can see, all the elders and the new 19 year old convert were as happy as they look. Just before we left, I snapped a picture of our new chorister, the convert, her boyfriend member and the boyfriend's brother, a soon to be graduate of the University of Pennsylvania Law School, and for lack of a better description a really fantastic speaker.
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